| It’s been a long time since you’ve heard from us
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| Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt
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| And now we back wit a little rhyme
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| We can’t stop, can’t quit, cause we on da grind
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| (Kurupt)
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| Yo! |
| (Gangstafied back on the block)
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| Straight up
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| D-A-Z, K-U-R-U-P-T
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| Doin' it like usual, you know what I’m sayin'?
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| You can’t stop
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| You can’t rewind the time
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| You can’t think about the past
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| So look forward to life
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| And keep on the missionin' on the grind fo' yours
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| We can’t stop, can’t rewind the time
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| Off of dollar bills nickles and dimes
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| On everything homeboy that I’m down for mine
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| Until we get we it be out here on de grind
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| I wake up with the birds, early as fuck
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| Stash my dope in the cut, serve the clucks
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| Lil' bitches around the way they know what’s up
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| They wanna bust, wanna try to smoke a nigga weed up
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| It ain’t shit to flip a double up
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| And I love when I’m comin' up
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| I got thangs for these suckas when they runnin' up
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| Tellin' all yall fools yall ain’t one of us… nigga
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| (Daz)
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| Get a glimpse of a fact — plus that, Blaze
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| Move into the hood with all the O. G's
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| That help me get paid homie, we a unit
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| Doin it how a gangsta do it
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| Run through it
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| And stampede the block like bitch
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| Your on the wrong side to be servin your shit (yeah)
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| Jack nigga, Daz and Kurupt the Kingpin
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| Back on the smash with heaters to reclaim the ass
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| (Daz)
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| Yeah nigga, half a day gone by
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| Ganstafied, givin' it just livin' my life
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| It’s hard to survive
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| Without grabbin' my 9, and pump 5−50−5
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| 45, Milli Mack eleven
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| Gunshots non stop to funk pop
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| Then pop baby Glocks (Homie you ridin or not?)
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| Me and the homies are the first to bust
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| And y’all cowards dyin' tryna be like us
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| Gangsta
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| (Kurupt)
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| With three mouths to feed, it’s the life I lead
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| I guess I’d die in the life of greed
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| Mothafuckas 'round here die to bleed
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| For set, joints nigga or half a key
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| I remember when I came up
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| Niggas ranged up, some Crip’d up
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| Some niggas flamed up
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| Crossed your name out, stragg’d my name up (Quick to thow the gang up)
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| What up?! |
| (Yeah!)
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| I guess I’m blessed with the gift of rap
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| Or I’ll bless you with the gift of crap
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| Like that, White and Black, Mexican and Jap
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| Homeboy do anything fo' a scrap
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| Mark up yo hood like this, anybody killa
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| DPGC fuck y’all niggas
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| Deep inside we feel like fuck y’all hood
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| Hell nah bitch nigga it ain’t all to the good
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| Yeah that’s what’s wrong with y’all niggas
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| Yeah homie, you gotta get ya hustle on
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| Don’t let these bitch niggas move you of the block
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| The gangstas is here fo’eva
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| Yeah, huh, huh, yeah
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| Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt the Kingpin
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| Daz Dillinger, Kurupt Young Gotti
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| Huh, '99 millenium 2000
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| Like fuck a bitch!
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| Put it on the catalogs homie
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| Classics |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On Da Grind, artist - Kurupt. Album song Space Boogie: Smoke Oddessey, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп